The Prisoner of the Enemy's Heart
Chapter 68 The Heat War
Prilya was standing in front of the bedroom window looking at the flower garden she had just visited with Devi Aldiva.
The beautiful woman really enjoyed the swarm of butterflies that were alighting from every petal of the flower she passed. She did not realize that her husband was behind her, holding her possessively. Her husband's thin lips even stuck to her neck, kissed her, and sucked her softly.
The woman was shocked but unable to resist. The man's big hands even moved very slowly and rhythmically squeezed his flat stomach then slowly climbed onto his two chewy things. She really enjoyed it especially her husband's tongue guerrilla in her ear lobe. He felt the world stop turning. The entire surface of his skin bristled perfectly. She soon forgot that she wanted to put a war flag on her husband. Samuel Richard really left him out of touch.
"I miss you dear" whispered the husband with an unstoppable sense of happiness. Prilya was shocked. The sentence was also uttered by her husband on Miss World's sister pageant in the video she watched.
He quickly pushed the tall man's body away from him. Samuel Richard was shocked by his wife's refusal. He looked at Prilya who was also staring at him.
"My dear, what's wrong? I really miss you, Pril, come here" said the man with an overflowing look of love.
He approached and wanted to reach his wife in his arms again but she raised her hand in front of his face.
"Go from here! I don't want to see you!" Prilya shouted loudly while pointing towards the door. She asked her husband to get out of there. The red lip print on her husband's shirt actually added to her pain.
"Darling, what's wrong? I was looking for you but why did you come home first?" Samuel Richard did not understand what had happened. He seemed very confused by his wife's change.
"You're disgusting. Where did you get that red mark?"
"What are you talking about Pril? I don't understand, honey. I just drove an old friend to his apartment in an accident. Not more."
"I can't believe there's anything more than that.!" Prilya pushed her confused husband out of her room.
"Prilya, plis dear. Listen to me." The man remained motionless from his position despite his wife pushing him hard.
"You are evil. I don't want to talk to you anymore!" For not succeeding in getting her husband out of that room.
The woman ran to her bed and threw herself there. He spilled all his anguish by crying as he pleased.
Samuel Richard walked over to his wife and sat down next to her. He gently stroked the back of his wife who was crying.
"Prilya. Tell me what's up? Is it because I don't shop with you? Now we can go together again."
Prilya has not responded. He still cries as much. Her heart still felt very sick to imagine what her husband did with other women.
"Darling, what's wrong?" ask the man again but Prilya remains silent. The woman was just crying. Samuel, the husband, was silent. He no longer wants to ask. He waited a long time but it seemed his wife was really still very angry at him.
"Alright, if you don't want to talk. I'll just go." He stood up from his seat and walked out of the room. But at once his steps stopped in front of the large glass in the room.
A red lip print on his front shirt made him feel the earth stop spinning. He knew why Prilya was so angry with him. And the culprit is Nargya Martha the fucking woman.
He turned and approached his bed. His hand reached for his wife's body to wake up.
"What is this sign that makes you angry, dear?" ask him with a straight look into his wife's eyeballs that are still flooded with tears.
Prilya did not answer. She just sobbed in front of her husband's face.
"It's just a cliche game of that fucking woman."
"So you see him again? Do anything, huh? Now I don't want to live in this house anymore. You have to!"
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